I got some press, in both Speculative Fiction Showcase AND File 770. Woohoo!
It's weird, not having a novel going. When I've got a novel cooking, it's always at the top of my to-do list. Wash the dishes? That can wait, I need to rearrange some commas. Arrange the laundry in neat stacks? Not important right now, I'm busy scowling at the word "tenderly" and pondering whether to delete it. Mop the floor, go outside in the sunshine, finish college? Not a chance, I'm busy.
I guess I'm going to have to get everything I procrastinated about done now.
Or I could just start a new novel.